Day 18

Hi this is Jodie, Wayne's better half.  I thought I'd post an entry on his blog as he's left himself logged in.  Besides, his blog is starting to become pretty boring so I thought I'd give you my view on how things are going.

Let me just get this off my chest to start with. I have not stopped running around after him.  His constant groaning and demanding, not to mention that bloody door bell he keeps ringing.  He calls on me for everything, tissues, soup, drinks, straws, tablets.  I think he forgets that I am also single handedly looking after a 2 year old and a 4 month old.  I know he's in recovery but I am absolutely shattered!  I don't begrudge it really, that's what love is about.  Plus I am keeping track of every last thing I'm doing for him - he is gonna owe me big time.  I mean fancy restaurants, flowers, doing all the housework - you name it.

Anyway I should really give you a bit of an update as to how he is progressing.  His swelling has gone down quite a bit but he still looks like Popeye with an abscess.  It is starting to take shape now though and you can sort of see how the final results may look (Wayne insists he can't see hardly any progress at all though).  I don't think he is in much pain although I do think that things must still be pretty uncomfortable as he often gets intense pins and needles in his face.  He still complains about the elastic bands that he has to wear.  They do look tight but they do a good job in keeping his mouth shut. It's the only thing that keeps his whinging to a manageable level.  He still can't eat or chew and I think that he is missing his favourite foods.  In fairness though, over the last couple of days he has been a bit more upbeat and positive and I hope that continues - for both our sakes.  Still can't bring myself to kiss that big fat face of his though, it doesn't matter, even if I did he wouldn't be able to feel it.

Confession time... I suspect that most of the people reading this who know Wayne have realised that that everything written above was actually written by me... Wayne.  I just thought I'd try and write the blog from Jodie's perspective albeit a bit tongue in cheek.  I don't think she is resentful (as I might have made out above), Jodie isn't that sort of person.  She has been so supportive and exactly what I've needed.  Thanks Mojo, I love you.  I'm signing off now, it's taking me long enough to drink this bottle of wine through a straw as it is, without trying to type at the same time.